Welcome to Woop Woop is both a horrible piece of shit and a beautiful mess of a film. It's one of the ballsiest representations of Australia and would make a fantastic double-bill with Wake in Fright. Vulgar, disgusting and featuring the grimiest art direction since Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Woop Woop is kind of like John Waters in the Outback. This is an ugly, loud film, and it really is shocking that it got made at all (if you listen to Stephan Elliott's excellent commentary on the DVD — its existence really was hanging by a thread from start to finish). Rod Taylor gives the performance of a lifetime and is the centrepiece of the film. He's everything Woop Woop strives…

Director Stephan Elliott has struggled to replicate the success of his breakout hit, The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. Welcome to Woop Woop, the film he followed Priscilla with, is another gaudy and over the top oddity yet here the ride is a lot less fun because it is nearly impossible to feel invested in the characters. Instead it is broad, loud and with very little substance.

The plot - American con man gets stuck in the town of Woop Woop, a hell hole in the Australian outback run by a tyrannical leader - is rather reminiscent of the classic Oz film, Wake in Fright, yet where that film was tense, hallucinatory and downright brilliant this is, well,…

Welcome to Woop Woop is both a horrible piece of shit and a beautiful mess of a film. It's one of the ballsiest representations of Australia and would make a fantastic double-bill with Wake in Fright. Vulgar, disgusting and featuring the grimiest art direction since Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Woop Woop is kind of like John Waters in the Outback. This is an ugly, loud film, and it really is shocking that it got made at all (if you listen to Stephan Elliott's excellent commentary on the DVD — its existence really was hanging by a thread from start to finish). Rod Taylor gives the performance of a lifetime and is the centrepiece of the film. He's everything Woop Woop strives…

Perhaps the strangest, most absurdly vulgar and in comprehensively bad Australian movie ever made. And yet, one can't quite look away. Begins with a disclaimer saying no animals were hurt in the making of the film and only goes downhill from there in terms of high-pitched vile nonsense. Designed as if the characters from The Road Warrior found themselves in a Rodgers and Hammerstein musical. A truly one-of-a-kind disaster.

Lovely trash aesthetic. Nearly infinite troupe of interestingly bizarre characters, many able to support their own film, in fact. Odd stream of consciousness dialog. Tina Louise in a cameo. Rod Taylor as the patriarch. Wonderfully weird little movie. I could never figure out why Johnathon Schaech never became a huge star leading man...

Transgressive, occasionally very funny, VERY un-PC and has a commanding performance from the late Rod Taylor wearing a goddamn Collingwood jumper. This attacks so many Australian concepts and stereotypes and lampoons them to a crazy extent. Welcome to Woop Woop also tackles authoritarian nature and what home constitutes to people and their "ownership" of the land. If only the indigenous angle had been expanded on more than just wooooooh scary roo.

A terribly atrocious American con man (Jonathon Schaech) follows his cockatoos (Read: Cock) to Australia, where he meets the lovely Angie (Susie Porter) and embarks on a wild promiscuous road trip. When Angie knocks him out, Teddy finds himself drugged and kidnapped, now forcibly married to Angie he must spend his time in Woop Woop abiding by the Rules: No one leaves Woop Woop unless Daddyio says, and: don't have sex with your family. "Woop Woop" is a no pretense Aussie film, full of bullshit, weird fetishes, and a morbid fascination with Fourex [XXXX]. I know I'm not supposed to like it, which makes me love it even more.